I don't want to pack - I want to ride

Now that my short trip to Snowshoe is over and I am packing and working on my thesis (yes I secretly go to school) all I really want to do is get one last day in on Sunday (and maybe a wild night on Saturday).

Bob on Lower Shea's

Me and Tanner in Bob's goggles.


Bob and I liftin it.

That being said I might shirk all responsibilities and go back tomorrow only to have to charge home late Sunday and do some heavy packing before flying out of DC on Tuesday en route to England.

Tanner Shows up in the Burg

So since I have been broken and spending all my time here in the Burg I have had a few visitors, but the other day Tanner showed up... the best part was that he had stolen (AKA borrowed someone's car to go ten minutes away and drove 2 hours to my house) a car.


Bob was thrilled... can't you tell.

Apparently being broken is a lot of fun. Phil decided that he wanted a pair of crutches. He tried to use them to pick-up girls... He held them in his hands as he walked over to them. It was not very effective.

Then Tanner was gone and headed back to Florida.